Heng Yukong did not pursue him, as if he just wanted to teach them a lesson, but did not take the other party's life.

Afterwards, many people appeared here and became the last gathering point.

Thousands of people gathered together, but only a hundred people captured the spiritual seal.

Finally, for a while, it seemed surprisingly calm.

Inner disciples, are there really high requirements?

Inadvertently, Zhan Xinzhi remembered countless outer sword peaks, and even more than 100,000 disciples.

Could it be that it is really a carefully selected choice or to use this huge number to highlight the nobleness of the inner disciples?

Or there are still some, and others are ulterior motives.

Those who get the spiritual seal next, or those who successfully arrive here, can enter the inner gate to practice.

He had a strange intuition that made him think so.

Finally, at dawn, a figure descended under the moon and announced the end of the first phase.

Afterwards, everyone was teleported out of the secret realm of Tianxuan.

Then he was taken to Shaozheng Mountain by some guides and assigned to live in some yards.

Shaozheng Mountain is a place where inner disciples live and practice. Due to the large number of inner disciples, it seems a bit crowded and is divided into three levels.

The elite disciples are also divided into three levels, but they live in Xinzheng Mountain.

Tianzheng Mountain is where the sect leader, the top three elders and some true disciples can live here.

These three mountains were made up of Sanzheng Mountain.

At the same time, there are also three swords, Tianzheng, Heart, Shaozheng.

It is a symbolic inheritance of the Zhengqi Sword Sect. Although it has only been a thousand years since its inception, it still has a position to lead the five sects.

Zhan Xinzhi and Zhan Xing were divided into second-class hospitals and in the same hospital.

There are four rooms in the yard, with a rockery pool, and many strange flowers and plants are planted.

Spacious and comfortable, pleasant scenery and pleasing to the eye. It is roughly what this place gives Zhan Xinzhi feels like.

This yard is roughly located on the hillside of Shaozheng Mountain, but its location is higher than many sword peaks.

Here you can overlook the mountains.

The disciple of the inner sect is a honest young man who is about twenty-seven or eight years old.

When I first met, I mentioned the name and was called Wang Zhong.

"This is your future residence. If you have any questions, you can go to the choreograph hall to find me."

Zhan Xinzhi was keen on guessing his cultivation at this time.

It should be at the level of a great swordsman, this feeling.

He came back to his senses, nodded awkwardly and said, "Okay."

Zhan Xingtong was now playful and chased a fiery butterfly and advanced to the bushes in the courtyard.

Zhan Zifeng took the lead in entering a room and fell asleep on the bed that had not yet been covered with cotton.

After all, the spirit is always tense in the secret realm of Tianxuan. At this moment, I relax and feel sleepy swept over, overwhelming.

Wen Quxian seemed to be savoring something at this moment.

"In the end, if no one dared to make any decisions on your spiritual seal in the ruins, I would have made it clear, but even we didn't encounter any trouble, which would be a bit strange."

Zhan Xinzhi watched Wang Zhong leave.

The chore hall should be the place to manage chores, and you must go and have a look another day.

I came to my senses and looked at Wenquxing with a thoughtful and meditative look.

"Just let it go, it's good if no one is in trouble?"

Zhan Xinzhi said this to him, and he suddenly felt that he was really thinking too much.

After saying goodbye to Zhan Xinzhidao, he found a room on the left and pushed the door open and went in.

Zhan Xinzhi looked at the small bush forest, and a figure jumped like a child, chasing something.

"Xingtong, aren't you tired?"

"Ah!" Zhan Xingtong was always focused on the fiery red butterfly, and just responded perfunctorily.

Zhan Xinzhi ignored him and went into the second room in his left hand. He had already filled the hot water in the bathtub, which had the fragrance of herbs. Instead of pungent, he felt it was very good.

I took off my clothes, entered the bathtub, and sat down. I felt endless comfort in my body, and I relaxed.

Close your eyes and fell asleep without realizing it.

Time fades away, everything fades away.

It's like traveling in an unknown world, everything is illusory and everything is in vain.

I don’t know how long it took, but finally woke up, my body tended to feel a peaceful feeling, and my sense of coordination of my breath became much better.

After getting up, I put on a clean set of clothes and felt refreshed.

The sound of fighting and swords colliding from the hollowed-out ground in the yard may be a preference, but the ears only like this sound.

When he opened the door, Zhan Zifeng and Wen Quxian were conducting several sets of sword-like routine drills.

The figure is elegant, with one move and one gesture, revealing an unparalleled charm.

Zhan Xingtong was on the side, looking at her with a hot look, eager to try.

These basic sword-like routines are the foundation of practice and the main method of training coordination.

"It's early for Brother Xin!"

Zhan Xingtong's smile was extremely bright, which made people feel better by his innocent smile.

Zhan Zifeng and Wen Quxian all smiled when they saw it.

"Didn't you disturb your quiet and beautiful dream?"

Wen Quxian asked jokingly.

Zhan Zifeng doesn't care about the results at all.

"The classic sword move just now was a bit stiff and rigid."

He made the most pertinent evaluation of his actions.

I looked at the sky, and the tender green protruded from the cracks of the stone bricks on the ground, and I felt something in my heart.

The sword peak, which stood in the distance, was a little dazzlingly wrapped in the soft sunlight.

"Do you want to try it?" Zhan Zifeng asked Zhan Xinzhi, and at the same time he recalled the heroic and unparalleled demeanor of the young man, and he had to be impressed.

But after a long time, I don’t know if the technique is unfamiliar, Zhan Zifeng thought so in his mind at this moment.

Wen Quxian and Zhan Xing looked at the lively eyes.

"OK!"

Zhan Xinzhi agreed readily, and then Wen Quxian stepped down, and he stood opposite Zhan Zifeng.

"bring it on!"

Zhan Xinzhi smiled and said carelessly.

Zhan Zifeng twisted his body, then approached the sword style, and used the sword style of the Return Feng Luoye Sword style, Zhan Xin retreated violently.

As soon as he retreated and advanced, the two were extremely fast. Zhan Xinzhi suddenly stopped and lowered his body. With one move, Luo Yu Jinghong used the sword style. Zhan Zifeng's pupils shrank, and the sword in his hand could not be held tightly and he came out. He inserted it diagonally on the ground in the distance. Zhan Xinzhi's Yaozhi sword pointed directly at his throat.

Too fast, too clever.

Just in this way, who can achieve new things with sword-like practice?

Wen Quxian was also shocked because he knew that he would not be able to break the sword move just now.

The rain is shocking the geese, what a rain is shocking the geese.

I sighed in my heart, ashamed of myself.

Zhan Xinzhi took the sword and said with a smile, "Didn't you hurt your self-esteem?"

"A little bit!"

Zhan Xingtong looked at Zhan Zifeng, and then looked at Zhan Xinzhi...

"Why would there be no movement in the outer sword contest?"

"The elder said that he would postpone the next round by one hundred days and compete for the top ten, and give him a reward of reuse and generous rewards."
Chapter completed!